I rode the bus home early from work yesterday because I sprained my ankle. It's funny how as soon as you need a spot to sit down, there is nothing available. Usually I prefer to stand and there are a dozen seats; as soon as I actually need to sit, poof!, nothing.
There was a girl sitting across from where I was standing, a soldier on her way home for the weekend. She was fast asleep, lying across her giant backpack, AK-47 laid gently on her lap pointed at the floor. How am I supposed to feel about this? It's funny and surreal all at the same time. I suppose it's what most people are used to around here, but I just don't think I'll ever get to used to seeing teenagers toting AK-47's on buses like it ain't no thang.
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